Pumpkin Boy is not responding to rumors—
—that he is, in fact, The Great Pumpkin.
(He's not, though, in spite of any phony mystique he may be trying to invent by not putting this rumor to rest. I'm with him every Halloween, man, and believe me, he's too jacked-up on sweet tarts and jolly ranchers to go fucking anywhere, much less becoming airborne or anything—this is one bloated pumpkin-ass that just won't float.)
(In the picture, though, those are his actual words. What I mean is, he really talks in text bubbles. Don't know where he learned it, but it's kinda cool. Paula Jane gets pissed off when he leaves em laying around the floor, though, so he's kinda sensitive about that—yeah, he has a few hang-ups. Moreso I think than the typical pumpkin...um, boy)